The North Star Page #3

Parents dear, use your tact

If you don't like how we act,

do not fret, do not mourn

Is it our fault we were born?

Please forgive all we do

For someday we'll suffer too

When in turn we will groan

at some children of our own

Tiddle-ee-um, tiddle-ee-um

Tiddle-ee-um, tum,

tum, tum, tum

We're the younger generation

and the future of the nation

Don't your feet hurt?

In the army, your feet

learn to stop hurting.

I told you young athletes not

to walk so far and so fast

the first day.

Make a fire.

We must have a fire.

A fire is so romantic.

Oh, we must have a fire.

Otherwise, we can't

sit around and dream.

Maybe it would be

better to kill you.

Do, um, do all men make

noises when they sleep?

I don't know. I never

listen to all men.

Hey, it's Karp.

Oh! Karp!

Good morning, Karp!

Good morning!

Good morning. Good morning.

I thought we'd pass you.

We're on our way home.

I'll give you a ride

to the crossroads.

Good! It's time for a ride.

You can't go on a walking trip

and take a ride. You can't.

Well, you see

more if you walk,

but we'd only be

riding a few miles.

Oh, come on.

And riding's good

for the feet.

Well, well. Nothing

like having good feet.

My feet are not good.

They're much too small.

Everybody knows that.

I think we should walk.

You can't go on a walking

trip and take a ride.

Who made up that law?

It's not a law. It's just --

well, it's --

it's not romantic.

I see.

You and Marina walk.

We men will ride.

Would you ride while I walked?

Darling Marina, I'm

not making you walk.

But would you let me

walk while you rode?

The brightest of women

are not bright.

I'm learning that.

We are women.

Different things go

on in our heads.

That's what makes

us attractive.

You coming?

If you're quite

certain you want me.

A fine marriage yours will be.

Boss you and then

laugh at you.

Oh, come on, Clavdia.

When you don't stand

by your convictions,

you set back the cause of all

women everywhere in the world.

She's an interesting

type, Clavdia.

Like a piece in a museum.

Sing me not of other towns

Of towns that

twinkle and shine

Excuse me, but there's no

village like mine

Lu-Lee-lu-Lee-lu-Lee

Lu-Lee-lu-Lee-lu-Lee-lu

Lu-Lee-lu-Lee-lu-Lee

Sing me not of other towns

Of towns that

twinkle and shine

Excuse me, but there's no

village like mine

Your pig doesn't smell so

nice now that the sun is up.

And who does?

Lu-Lee-lu-Lee-lu-Lee-lu

Lu-Lee-lu-Lee-lu-Lee

Sing me not of other towns

What's the matter?

What?

Something the matter

with the sun.

Is that an old saying, Karp?

What's wrong with the sun?

Tell me what you mean.

I don't know.

But you feel it, too.

Lu-Lee-lu

Lu-Lee-lu-Lee-lu-Lee

Stop that singing, please!

What's the matter with you?

Why shouldn't we sing?

Because I've been

hearing something!

You've been hearing

your own head.

A wit.

I hear it.

I've been hearing

it for an hour.

But I don't know.

Sometimes I hear things

from other years.

Sometimes I even forget

what year it is.

1914, 1915 --

or 1941.

What are you

carrying on about?

We can all hear it.

They're planes.

And you ought to know

what planes sound like.

They're many planes, and

they're not far from here.

Can't we have an air force

while you're on leave?

You should have let Grandpa

examine your head.

Maybe there's something

wrong inside.

Whoa!

Whoa.

Get down! All of you!

Get down immediately!

We're being bombed!

Understand that! Quickly!

Get out of your wagons and get

into the ditch immediately!

Leave the horses.

Get in the ditch!

I don't believe you. We

can't leave the horses.

I intend to use this gun on

anybody who isn't in that ditch.

Marina.

Will he --

I don't know yet. I

don't think he --

let me. No.

You take a drink

of water, child.

Both of you... Close your

eyes and take my arm.

The face of war is ugly

and not for the young.

We are not young anymore.

Any better?

No.

Clavdia?

No.

I guess it's the first time in

my life I haven't been hungry.

Oh, yesterday we were home,

and everybody in the --

one day you're home,

and the next day...

The next day, here you are.

Last week, the little boy was

in the store with his mother.

I met them there.

He had a ball,

and he was bouncing it

with his left hand.

I remember because I

noticed he was left-handed

and wondered what it felt

like to be left-handed.

And now there he is

without his left hand.

Without the hand that

bounced the ball!

Oh! I shouldn't be

talking this way!

I know it!

You're all ashamed of me.

You are what you are, Clavdia.

It is my opinion that the

trouble in the world

comes from people who

don't know what they are,

who pretend to be

something they're not.

Come on, Clavdia.

I'll wash your face.

Dirty cheeks.

Go back.

It's over. There

is nothing to do.

Good morning, Nadya.

Well, how do you feel?

I always wanted to know

how the doctor felt.

I'm very glad to have a patient.

People around here

are too healthy.

You like your baby?

Oh, she's very ugly,

like her father.

And beautiful.

Olga!

Commander Petrov of the

12th Border Cavalry

speaking to the

border villages.

The fascist armies

of the German Reich

invaded the Soviet

Union this morning.

I will repeat.

German armies crossed the border

of the Soviet Union

this morning.

The attack was made with

unprecedented fury.

But our land will be defended

with a fury the fascist

armies have never known.

To the border villages,

salute, comrades.

The war has come.

Comrades, we have good reason to

know that our country is at war.

In our small village alone,

30 people have been injured.

Eleven people have been killed.

But this is not a

time for mourning.

It is time for revenge.

We will divide into two groups,

each to do his duty from

this day until death.

The able-bodied men

are to come forward

to the right of this building.

We will move from the

village to the hills

and take our position

as guerrillas.

I will go immediately

to Comrade Commander

Petrov's Garrison to get the guns.

The second group has

the hardest job.

They must stay behind.

As guerrillas, we must

have aid and information.

As villagers, you must, before

the entrance of the Germans,

destroy everything.

Everything, comrades.

The houses you have built,

the crops you have

sowed with your hands,

the cattle you have raised.

The Germans are not more

than 50 miles away.

Yours is the dangerous job.

For this job, you

will volunteer.

It is you who may have

to live with the...

...the Germans.

"I, who am about to become

a guerrilla fighter

of the Soviet Union, I

take this solemn oath."

I, who am about to become

a guerrilla fighter

of the Soviet Union, I

take this solemn oath.

"I will not lay down these arms

until the last fascist is

driven from our land."

I will not lay down these arms

until the last fascist

is driven from our land.

"I am willing to give my

life, to die in battle

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